Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Selected Books, Volume IV

Voice in the Night

“Water, water” the deep voice was heard over the ships

during the night. No answer was heard. A sailor stood next

to the mast. A star hanged off the rope ladder. A little

later a rivulet was heard trickling down towards the sea

a rivulet just held by two fingers. Another voice at the quay

“water, water” then quietness again. The big crab, on

the big rock remained motionless listening to the voices.

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